Poetry

Wednesday, 11 December 2019

Christmas on the moon

I want to spend Christmas on the moon
Far away from
All this gloom
Give me oceans of rolling sand
Stand me upright, tell me who I am
Kick me sideways
And watch me roll
Always myways but a big dark soul
Going into shadow
Eclipsing and soon
I'll be spending Christmas on the moon

When I am up, the earth is down
Give me no chalice cup in which to drown
Its cold up here but hey women swoon
For a man who lives his days
Up on the moon

I used to wish for witches to burn
But then I read books
And learned that switches can turn
Sometimes they are in phase
And sometimes they yearn
But that's only on Saturdays
By Monday courts adjurn

I have two faces
Two sides to know
One comes when I'm full
The other when I'm low
But feed me Christmas dinner
And I'm yours although
I need some moonshine with it
Or else a worm that glows

Monday, 9 December 2019

Bring it back home

Don't bring it through the fog
Don't bring it through the listless trees crying
Bring it on the back of the frog
Bring it from the prince that's dying

Don't bring it on your knees
Bring it on the carpet that is flying
Don't bring it in Ash keys
Bring it in the lockets of love sighing

I saw you in the stream
With water fairies about you pining
For the river logs
That passed them by so stream-lining

Come check with me again
Bounce your cheques off Big Ben
The balance of the city is sky-lining
I've seen about a friend
In the silouhetted end
Who is crossing off his list all those whining

So four score years and ten
That is what we will have then
By the time all words are down in-lining
The writer and his pen
As the cockrel and his hen
Will walk about the farmyard rhyming

Two Truths, one lie

Somethings are true in the morning
That at night seemed lost in a haze
Like the night is meant for our lies
And the truth is only good for our days
Well I show you these things as a warning
In case you walk down or follow my ways
The night time is meant for lying
And the truth is only good for our days

I saw two shoots grow in the garden
The rain fell the sun shone its rays
But at night one shoot's new leaves did harden
And for the other it flowered in the shades
Now I ask for no excuses or pardons
But I loved the latter in more ways
For it showed its beauty in my night garden
While the other only showed its beauty in its days

I can love someone for their truths betold
But I can love them more for the lies they hold
For in each is a kind of beauty in parade
As I can love both flowers in my garden
One who lies like the lady of shade
And another who bows her head and begs my pardon
But raises it with the sun when a new day is made

Never Meet Your Heroes

Never meet your heroes or at least that's what they say
On the hour that you meet them they might not save your day
It was in a pub one Tuesday, and I was yet to pay
When Nicholas Cage came in and I felt compelled to say Hey

Hey I said, Hey I know who you are!
You walk the boards, you tread the stage
You're are that famous star
Indeed I am said Cage, Cage by name
Not Cagey by nature, ready for any adventure
There's just one thing left to write on the page
But I could not say it, for I was too dazzled by fame

Star struck they say, the cat got my tongue
I was all dried up, I could not think of someone
Or something to say except, this great actor of our age
Was standing before me Nicholas Cage

Well he reached out his hand and I reached mine out too
Our palms embraced, like a joining of two
I can't say kindred spirits, but I felt my own soar
Like an Eagle's nest with an egg in it, that I wanted to adore
But the reality of the situation was hatching
And my dumb wordlessness was catching
And I just knew that soon he'd walk away
Never meet your heroes at least that's what they say
For if you do they may not be the ones to save your day

So soon the silence passed, I began to look down in my glass
It was only a thought away, why could I not have grabbed the moment
Took the bull by the horns and owned it? But alas
I let the lion out its cage, that was the day I let him get away
Now I'm no match for a cage fighter, more athletic perhaps not lighter
But stronger in a sinewy sort of way,
And he was powerfully built, like highlander in a kilt
I thought he could toss the caber clean away
So there was no use in doing with swords
What I could not do with my words
Try to fight to make him stay
And yet I'm glad that I delayed him
But unlike St George's dragon I never slayed him
For he is too much man or beast to even play

Just like a ship he passed,
Into the night of the everlast
And perhaps will never cross again my way
They say never meet your heroes in case they turn out to be zeroes
But for me Nicholas Cage still saved my day

Sunday, 8 December 2019

Nobody ever wins that war

Well they say that time kills
And it is about time
There seems no point in waiting anymore
When the enemy is on the hills
And the bells begin to chime
Nobody ever wins that war

You can walk away today
To fight again tomorrow
You can even get your own back
And even the score
But to battle on this way
Will bring you only sorrow
Nobody ever wins that war

I was walking out one hour
About the time of noon
And the sun was riding high like law
But the only bounty in my power
Was to put a noose around the moon
Which I pulled down for you
But you pushed it back again
Because it just caused us too much pain
Nobody ever wins that war

The tree of love

I am just a leaf
Hanging on the tree of love
I am just a leaf
Hanging on the tree of love
I am just a leaf
Hanging on the tree of love
And one day I'm gonna fall down

She is just a branch
Growing on the tree of love
She is just a branch
Growing on the tree of love
She is just a branch
Growing on the tree of love
And one day she's gonna fall down

Well the apples and the fruit are
Hooked on the tree of love
The Fruit and the seeds are
Hooked on the tree of love
The fruit and the seeds are
Hooked on the tree of love
And one day they're gonna fall down

Now the wind blows roughly
All through the tree of love
The wind blows so roughly
All through the tree of love
The wind it blows so softly
All through the tree of love
And one day the bough will have enough

Now the baby it is crying
Up high in the tree of love
The baby it is crying
Up high in the tree of love
The baby it cries softly
High in the tree of love
And one day the bough is gonna break

Now we all are apples
Hanging in the bough
We all are apples
Hanging on the bough
We all are apples
Hanging on the bough
And one day we're gonna fall out of love

The Hurricane

What can I do for you
Tell me
How Blue are your mountains?
How Blue are your shoes?
The sea scolds me roughly
For forgetting about you
Tell me what can I do for you?

The hurricane is insane
Its all the same to me
Thoughts and words
Whistle through my brain
But I just want to be free
I only want to be free

The anarchist with the ball and chain
Wants to tie down democracy
The Monarchist with the crown and cane
Is not a dint on me
I've got trouble on my brain
When the bubble bursts you'll see
I just want to break free
I only want to be free

The terrorist on his perch
The isolationist in me
Sitting on his desert island
Planning on planting a tree
The archivist, the archaeologist
Are all digging up artifacts of ancient history
But there's no use in getting upset
I only want to be free

Of course the hurricane is insane
Of course the wild wind blows
Of course the palms on the beach sway
But for how much longer who knows?

The black raven crows in the morning
The eagle flies over the land
Some dark clouds gather in warning
Of the dice that are thrown by God's hand